He continued to laugh till his voice became so hoarse. His body began to mummify and started to turn into ash. This ash was absorbed wholly by the force field.
"Ibro kid, stay there and I will try to find a way to save you," the dean's voice came from the hook that was held in Ibro's hand.
Ibro looked through the force field that was like a huge dome. This dome was transparent so he could see the dean perfectly as he could see him.
"Just use some technique to cloud this dome," Ibro's serious voice was transmitted through this hook to the dean.
The dean expression showed a surprise appearance, then he nodded. He knew the true identity of Ibro. He knew that he was a death sorcerer. He understood Ibro's intention.
That boy wanted to fight. That was the true spirit of a true cultivator. The dean then evaded an attack that came from Zoka and the other moleecian before he used a certain fog technique.
